St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-04-16

SdIot Will dill illWdTu lduSH, IL you hlleW!'
I'VE are certainly strangers, to all intents
and purposes. and we may be better friends
hereafter, by not being too familiar"
Margaret was led. rather against her will,
into the conservatory.
DO not be alarmed" said Mr.. Glade, in
fatherly. reassuring manner; 81 want to
tell you that know all about it. Your
''Oh!' exclaimed the girl in a paroXysm
OF shame; what must yos think of me? l
will go at once!"
Indeed you will not!' replied her COM
panion, with OBTAINING arms. ''Daisy my
own little cousin! Will you never forgive
me? claim you as my promised wife
now and alwaysp
With frightened shrek Margaret tore
herself from his grasp, and before Reginald
could recover from his astonishment she
fled through the side door and back to her
own premises.
The next day Mrs. Callster's equipage
stopped at Nine. Mickles' door, and its
stately occupant asked for Miss Liftwood.
The young lady shook all over. Her
cousin had heard of her ''evening out" and
had come to upbraid her.
But Mrs. Callister did not appear in the
role OF Nemesis. She had just moved to
her country. seat for the sunlmer-felt
little lonely, and did not expect any fash
ionable visitors yet-sO concluded to give
her little cousin the benefit of forsnight's
sOjourn at Beechwood.
Margaret was most pleasantly pervaded
by the consciousness of good looks and be-
coming attire one afternoon about week
after her arrival as, dressed in white,
dotted muslin. with cluster of panSies in
her hair, she walked through by-path at
Beechwood, reading. until, raising her eyes
suddenly, she found herself face to face
with Reginald Glade.
Both were utterly confounded and for a
moment each stared blankly at the other.
But the gentleman'S surprise quickly
changed to delight. while Margaret hung
her head in shame.
IL am so glad that I have found you
againp' said Mr.. Glade. "a thing almost
despaired of doing. Flow could you slip
away from us in that Cinderella style,
without even leaving a slipper behind? At
least. tell me now who you are, since
know YOU are not Daisy?"
II am an impostor!" replied Margaret,
gravely; lone who had no right whatever
in your house that evening. but really had
no intention to deceive you. / am to be a
teacher at the school next door to you, and
they had all gone away that night. and
watched the lights and the dancers from
my window and felt so lonely that / fool
ishly resolved to go in. l hoped to pass
unnoticed, but you mistook me for another,
and l cannot tell you how mortified l am
at the very remembrance of it. Pray for
givesme, if you can. l am staying at pres
ent with my cousin, Mrs. Callister."
''Is Mrs. Callister your cousin? I am
very glad to hear of it, for we are old ac-
quaintances, and Mr.. Callister has just
brought ME home to dine with him. How
strangely things will turn out"
How could all this be told to Cousin Syl-
via? How could she account for her ac-
quaintance with Mr.. Glade?
He seemed to divine her thoughts.
at was a schoolgirl frolic, you know.
l think Mrs. Callister will be lenent when
she learns ALL"
She was wonderfully lenient. for Regi-
maid Glade was great favorite and an eX-
celent match. and she began to look upon
Margaret with eyes suddenly open to her
merits. The latter was urged to spend her
entire vacation at Beechwood and Clara
Glade was speedily invited there to meet
''the Mock Daisy" as she was laughingly
called
Things advanced very rapidly after this,
and Margaret did not return to Nine.
Mickles's at all.
She spent the entire summer and the
succeeding winter with her cousin, Mrs.
Callister, and went to numerous parties i'll
a perfectly orthodox way, but no enjoy
ment had the subtle flavor of that evening
when she played cinderella" and was her
own fairy godmother.